Okay, so this story was requested by reader: fwfrefre And I actually thought it would be interesting to write about this pairing. Since I usually only write my stories about Eclare, this will be a little different for me. But back in The Boiling Point, I would've liked to see Badam happen. Too bad it was short lived.

Anyways, this story will be in Adam's POV, and its taken place a few weeks after MBIAC. I've never wrote a transgender character before, so I'll try my very best to stay true to his personality and display how he feels day to day. Please, excuse if I say anything offensive. Its not my intention to. I just want this story to be enjoyable. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi.

Behind the Wall

Loose Screws

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The wraps were loose this morning.

They kept falling off my wife beater as I pinned them down. I had to add an extra clip on them to stop them from falling. I wish there was a clip to keep me from falling. Ever since a few weeks ago when the school found out about me being a Transgender, I wasn't able to walk through normally.

Weird looks, hushed whispers, avoidance.

All these actions were directed towards me and again I was feeling trapped. As trapped as I was when I was Gracie. Just like when I was her, I couldn't feel comfortable in my own skin when I now walked down the halls. Everyone is judging me silently and I can't do anything to stop it. Its not like they're telling me to get out of school or threatening me in anyway for me to feel ridiculed.

But that's exactly what they were doing. Indirectly.

I can't do anything about it. Its out of my control. Just like my whole life is. Including my body. I just have to deal with school. I've been dealing with myself for 15 years. Another three years in high school shouldn't make a difference.

"Seriously, are you almost done? We're leaving in ten!" Drew's voice shouted outside of the bathroom.

I looked inside the mirror once more, making sure the wraps were intact. Satisfied, I pulled on my blue and gray flannel and buttoned up, leaving the first two undone. I placed my gray knit beanie over my head and left the bathroom, passing by Drew before he punches me.

"I'm out of the bathroom with 8 minutes to spare. Happy?" I said pulling my backpack over my shoulder.

"Don't be a smart ass. Just get downstairs."

I looked at Drew's eye colouring yellow from the nasty bruise it displayed a few weeks prior. It was a small reminder everyday to how I mess up other people's lives. Drew only switched schools to look out for me but I didn't expect him to get hurt on my account, again. Its things like these that make me wonder why some people put up with me. When I only cause pain and hurt.

"Sure thing," I muttered uneasily, my thoughts draining my mind.

When we left for school, the ride was extremely quiet and suffocating. Mom has been pretty supportive after my final goodbye to Gracie but I could tell that she was hesitant in our conversations because she was afraid of 'slipping up' again. I was grateful how much she was trying and I understood on some level how hard it was to accept me.

"Have a good day," she said before driving off.

I walked in the school and on my way to my locker, Bianca passed by me, shooting me a sneer. I don't exactly know why I thought I had a chance with Bianca. She was the independent, fierce beauty with moves to die for. Maybe it was the fact that I could be myself with her - at least before she found out. She was straightforward and knew what she wanted. But the smallest things fascinated me about her. Where it was the fire in her eyes from my simple challenge of being her dance partner, or the white smile she flashed me when we would flirt mercilessly.

But then again, I had to get in the way. As usual.

"And how are you this morning?" Eli leaned against the locker beside mine, a smirk on his face.

"Alive," I closed my locker shut and walked beside me him down the hall.

"Well, I could say the same myself," he chuckled. "Hey, I've been meaning to tell you. There's a comic book convention at the bookstore this weekend. I really want to get the latest issue of The Goon."

Eli was one of the few people that still treats as if nothing happened. One of the many reasons why he was my best friend. I was glad that some people could accept who I am without changing their views on me.

"That sounds good but I'll have to do a lot of convincing to my mom. You know her." I pulled the strap on my backpack and suddenly felt myself flying into a locker, my head banging the metal.

"Watch it freak," Owen's gruff voice addressed.

I ignored him and pushed myself off the locker. Eli was glaring as Owen walked away, the older, intimidating boy chuckling as students watched him in terror.

"You okay," Eli asked me as I fixed my disarrayed clothing.

I nodded and soon after, Clare came speeding down the halls towards us, papers occupied in her arms.

"Whoa there, Edwards. Where's the fire?" Eli teased as Clare stopped in front of us, panting slightly.

"Ha ha, very funny," she stuck her tongue out. "I have to give these permission slips to Ms. Suave. Its for the LGBT club trip. But she's not in her office and class starts in a few minutes."

"Clare, breath," I said after she spoke rapidly without breaks.

She sighed in frustration. "But I can't be late for class and these need to be handed in!"

Clare could be shy and soft spoken most of the time. But there was another side of her that was persistent and defiant. But she was the most compassionate human being I've ever met and I was glad to have her as a friend.

"I'll take care of it," Eli said after a short pause.

Clare's blue eyes looked hopeful as she looked at Eli. "Really?"

He nodded. "Anything for you."

She blushed. It wasn't the first time and for a few seconds, I found myself being a third wheel in their mushy stare fest. Clare was looking at Eli shyly while he smirked at her in a goofy way that shouted he was in love. The sight made me roll my eyes. I don't see why the two of them haven't gotten together yet. The whole universe knew it. But they were just too stubborn to admit their feelings.

"I'll come with you, Clare," I said. "I need to talk to the LGBT club about something."

She broke away from Eli's gaze and nodded. We bid goodbye to Eli and finally found Ms. Suave after searching aimlessly. I talked to the LGBT club and found myself walking into class 30 minutes late.

"Detention."

I sighed and took a seat. This day couldn't start off any worse.

I wonder if people actually read this. Well, let me know if you like it.